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I realise I did a really shitty job of trying to make it up to you on my last post… I did, however, give you a completed song that actually made sense and stuff so you can’t complain too much.

Also I was busy…

Well I say “busy”…

In a loose sense of the word…

Well I did have a couple GCSEs and two plays and another play in rehearsal and coursework and mocks and stuff…

I’ve been to Lourdes, I got glasses, I went to Lille last week, I’ve watched all of Orange is the New Black (hurry the fuck up season 3 I want Laura Prepon back!!!), I got my results (an A* in statistics, A in core science), I smashed my phone, I kissed 7 different people, I went to 3 parties, I wrote several half finished songs, I made a cat out of potato, I saw a ford anglia, I got tweeted by Ophelia Dagger, hugged by a nun, got two injections, took shit loads of selfies and got a pedicure.

Oh yeah and I briefly managed to bag myself a boyfriend, which was nice. Until he broke up with me. Which, funnily enough, wasn’t so nice.

Hey ho, can’t complain I had two months of a guy thinking I (yes the girl that looks alarmingly like a walrus) was perfect. Yes I know, I thought he was delusional and clinically insane too.

Pros of breaking up:

1. I no longer have to pretend to be civilised

2. I don’t have to make my brain work to keep up with his intelligence

3. I don’t have to pretend to like English

4. I don’t have to put up with him spouting off about his anti-war opinions

5. I don’t have to listen to him go on and on about how every teacher ever loves him

6. I don’t have to share my food

7. I can finally finish Supernatural without him complaining about mythical inaccuracies

8. I can hang around with whoever the fuck I please without him objecting

Cons of breaking up

1. No one to make out with

2. No one to have in depth discussions about Skulduggery Pleasant with

3. No one to explain the fancy words I don’t understand

4. I don’t get to hang out with his super cool, ginger, thespian best friend who I think is insanely awesome and admire greatly (he’s off to a top drama university) – i think i’m gonna miss his friend more than him…

5. He was my drama teacher’s favourite and she suddenly liked me a lot more when I was with him. I fear I may be less like now

6. His mother is a teacher at my school which sucks major dick

7. I don’t get to go on the “couples campout” we’d planned with two other couples

So yeah it was fun while it lasted but now it’s over and I can find someone better who doesn’t think that Baz Luhrmann’s Great Gatsby is one of the worst films ever made (how? how could anyone possibly think that!?) At least he gave me my ukulele back (i said he could borrow my soprano) but he had fucking ruined it. He put it so out of tune, it made me physically shudder. I think he did more damage to my uke than my heart!

I went to a concert/festival thingy as well a few weeks ago. It’s a local thing that my town put on every year but I was always on holiday when it happened but this year I finally got to go. It was like a week after I had broken up with HIM and I was really looking forward to hanging with my friends, meeting some new people, dancing and just generally not giving a fuck. But when I got there, he was also there…

To be continued… (seriously this next part should be funny (you should totes read my next post)…. or at least it was from where I was standing)

Also sorry for not blogging. Not much I can say really. Fucking off to France tomorrow so won’t blog for at least a week and as you know all too well, infrequent and sporadic blogging is my favourite *only* type of blogging.

…………………………………………………………………… Well I wasn’t but I was doing other important stuff…………………… …………….Well it wasn’t important really but ya know!

Well I was in Lourdes on pilgrimage during half term so I couldn’t write then I was busy being religious…….

Then I’ve got like exams and stuff that I actually have been revising for……..

Then the best part…… I’m actually being sociable and going out! I went out last night and ended up with some guys who kept trying to get us to go into a pub even though we are 3 years underage but still…. that pub’s a shit-hole and will serve anyone!

And then today there’s been…… Stuff……. Happening…… At drama…….

That’s the other thing, I’m busy learning lines for shows and stuff and I’m in the middle of downloading over 600 songs to my iTunes account.

So erm yeah not very interesting today, I’m afraid. Gonna have to go because things to see, people to do (no that’s definitely the right way around ;P)

My dad kept turning the electric off so that he could rewire the kitchen lights so that meant no wifi and my laptop decided to be a penis and not connect to my phone’s personal hotspot so half of the time I couldn’t even get on the internet and then when I could, the photos that I had taken on my phone decided not to sync with my laptop and not go to my photo stream so I couldn’t get the photos on my laptop to upload and everything majorly failed.

I would have uploaded today but I was at laser quest this morning on a ‘family outing’ (yes because shooting your family members is really a way to build bonds!?) and then the electric got turned off yet again and then I had to go and walk my dog and right now I just can’t be bothered with doing a proper post so I’m sorry (I’m not really, I’m just saying that I am)

And it’s about something sad like you feel depressed or lonely, it’s not because I like the fact that you are suffering it’s because I want you to know that someone read your words and is there for you. It is a supportive gesture 🙂

Are you even on my level of awesomeness like seriously dude I have freaking unicorn pyjama bottoms!!!!!!!!!!

So this morning I got up at 5:30 (YES ON A SATURDAY YES IT WAS LIKE HELL) to go help my Dad at the car boot sale but late last night I was invited to go out with a few friends for a birthday lunch at Pizza Express and shopping afterwards and I had an absolute ball even though I was tired as fuck (wtf does that even mean… I’m really tired DON’T JUDGE ME!!!) I bought these unicorn pyjama bottoms after my friend Gabi showed me them in Strasbourg and I really needed some (YES NEEDED NOT WANTED!!!)

We went to Starbucks and marvelled at the fact that the barista spelt our names correctly and gossiped and bitched and compared items.

This was Lily’s cake and y’all should go follow her on twitter because tomorrow is her birthday and that would be cool!!!

So I think I’ll do a haul post tomorrow with pictures of the things I bought and where from and stuff like that so look forward to (or don’t) to that.

This is 3am at a service station…. And by some miracle we don’t look like zombies

When we got to Dover I got excited about the ferry (I love water) so I took a selfie

Left to right this is Ashley, Gabi, Beth, Me and Kaitlyn at a Buffalo Grill in France at a service station while everyone else ditched us to go to Burger King. We even managed to order in french (badly… but I still managed to ask the waitress to leave out the onions!)

Me and Ashley were not too enamoured with the food at the youth hostel…

We climbed 330 steps to the top of the cathedral in Strasbourg and the view was awesome

This is me, Kaitlyn and Gabi before we went in the spa and ohmigosh it was heavenly….. until Gabi forgot her locker number and lost her clothes…..

Peter’s selfie face is better than yours…. This is in Baden Baden near the spa

This is the European Parliament where the tour guide caused me, 2 other students and a teacher to actually fall asleep…

This is some random blossom tree we found after eating ‘lunch’

This is near said tree…

This is near this weird building where cranes live on the roof (the bird not machine….)

This is what I MUST drink when I am in France

This is a vase I made for my Dad’s birthday at a glass blowing museum

This is a random horse at the Gutach open air museum that we took selfies with

This is the group of people I went with in front of a big-ass waterfall

This is a giant pretzel that I ate and enjoyed….. damn right I enjoyed it, I payed €1,10 for that!

Anyway thats just a few of the pictures I took whilst in Strasbourg….. Im sorry if this post bored you but for me this trip really changed me (I know this sounds stupid but hear me out)…. So my best friend (lets call her X) didn’t get to go because her passport never arrived on time. Now there was a lot of shit that went with this and I used to feel dependant on X (I’m not really that self-assured) so I was a bit worried about going alone… And then X kind of started getting bitchy when I tried to comfort her and I was like well what the fuck this is hardly fair! The one time I actually get something and you don’t! Well fuck it! I’m gonna enjoy myself!

Now let me explain…..

X’s family are a lot richer than mine so she gets a lot more than me. I am by no means complaining because I am perfectly happy with my life but what I mean is that I am never allowed to be jealous of her but the minute I get something that she doesn’t, she kicks up this huge fuss like she’s so hard done by. It’s like she has to have more than me to feel… well I don’t know!

Before secondary school, I was a really outgoing but through secondary school I have gotten more introverted and developed social anxiety. I have low self esteem and hate going outside. My mum kind of had suspicions that X had influenced this a little because X is not too sociable and is also introverted.

It was good for me to get away without X because I could have experiences with some of my other friends like Gabi and Kaitlyn who go to parties, are in the ‘popular’ group and whose weekends actually involve doing stuff with people! Now X, when we were sorting out rooms, kicked up a huge fuss because she didn’t get her way and was in a room with the two aforementioned girls and me (in the end she didn’t even go so wtf!). Now she was all “but I’m gonna feel awkward and I don’t want to share a room with them!” but you know what!?

I HAD A REALLY GREAT TIME!!!!!

They were hilarious and I loved every minute of that trip and they really boosted my confidence and made me feel like an equal and you know the other thing!?

If someone got upset (which happened once), we talked about it and it got sorted! Because that’s the only way that you can deal with fall outs because half the time it’s just a misunderstanding and I think that being with them opened my eyes a little and made me realise that X really needs to just grow up.

So basically I had a really great time and after feeling quite depressed and shitty and after everything I’ve been through, it was really nice to get away, spend time with people who I don’t normally hang around with and feel (for once) like I fitted in and belonged.

I just thought that I would share that with you. The fact that I am happy. Truly happy (I haven’t felt this way in a very long time and its fucking brilliant!)